Warm My Bed, Little Pumpkin!
Then her father’s voice joined in, more anxious than ever.
“Kate, calm down, you will draw attention—”
“Draw attention? Are you people listening to yourselves?” Kate’s voice rose. A few students passing by turned to look at her, but she turned her face to the wall, pressing her palm to the cold brick. “For Oswald to be looking for her means just one thing, that she has escaped him. And she escaping, spells doom for us,” she rushed her words.
“If he finds her, and then things escalates, we are finished. Do you understand that? Finished!”
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